Regarding this kind of rhetoric, Cao Zhe waved his hand indifferently.
"No need! Just find two experienced people! Be more sophisticated in your techniques, nothing else matters... Of course it can't be ugly, and it can't be too old." Cao Zhe said.
In such places, the names of goddesses are similar to those of Internet celebrities, third-tier stars, stewardesses, and car models, just to put it nicely.
In fact, the experience is very poor.
It is very possible that some shabby little gods, or even false gods and wild gods with no serious official titles at all, collect a wave of IQ taxes in the name of goddesses.
This type of service personnel may not be much higher in terms of qualifications in all aspects, but the charges are much higher.
Not to mention the service level, poor may be a good evaluation. After all, in any industry, practice makes perfect, right?
Anyway, I'm just here for a massage, nothing else, so why do you spend so much money?
As they were talking, two familiar figures walked in, arm in arm.
"Waiter! What's the point of washing your feet?" Gouzi's voice sounded behind Cao Zhe.
"If you don't choose specifically, if you have a special request, it's two hundred yang per hour." Another waitress came up and said.
Gouzi immediately said to the yordle: "Brother, bring your money, we two brothers, I will control the first half, you will control the second half, no one will suffer."
The Yodel man said angrily: "Nonsense, the first half was more enthusiastic, and the second half was just about chatting. Do you think it's my first time to wash my feet?"
Gouzi suddenly raised his head and saw Cao Zhe.
Then I felt like I was in a daze and my eyes were filled with stars.
Somehow, he dragged the yordle, who was also starry-eyed, and mechanically walked out of the soup house.
Only after returning to the seventh floor did he come back to his senses.
"What did I...do just now?" Gouzi asked the yordle.
The yordle looked towards the fifth level.
"Walk?"
"Walk!"
The two brothers went downstairs again. After counting their breaths, they walked out again with stars in their eyes and returned to the seventh floor.
After waking up, they looked at each other, even omitting the word 'go', and quickly went downstairs.
Perhaps, for many men, memories can be lost and life forms may change, but some hobbies are engraved in the soul.
At this time, Cao Zhe closed his eyes and was experiencing the long-lost massage relaxation.
This kind of touch is completely different from the feeling when all things are unified and the spiritual inspiration flows during cultivation.
The difference is like scratching your own itch and having someone else scratch it for you.
Scratching yourself can only relieve the itch.
But it can feel very comfortable when someone else scratches your itch.
While relaxing, Cao Zhe's mind was following the three talismans, monitoring the three ghosts.
Watching them whirring through the various floors made a lot of jokes.
Although some demons and ghosts glared at them and behaved evilly. But no real conflict ever broke out.
"Is it because I didn't explain it clearly enough to them?"
"Can't they accurately discover that this place is actually a devil's cave? And I... I want to slay demons and pick up some trophies on the way? With a boss like me behind them, shouldn't they be a little more arrogant? A little more domineering ?" Cao Zhe was a little confused.
"Or is the security here really so good?" Cao Zhe thought jokingly.
Find a reason to make a fortune, or spend some positive money to buy things, it doesn't matter, he can accept it.
"Forget it! For the sake of good security here, let's not move it for now."
"After all, it's good to have such a market. And the security here is so good, maybe some things can be dispersed through here!" Cao Zhe thought to himself.
The snake demon and the spider demon were on the left and right respectively, squeezing their feet vigorously.
Seeing that Cao Zhe was concentrating with his eyes closed, he didn't disturb him and didn't forcefully sell more paid items... This is also worthy of praise!
The mountain city can be saved, maybe the two demons have contributed.
After walking out of the fifth floor refreshed, Cao Zhe went to the fourth floor and had a 'simple meal'.
Although the ingredients are not as good as those prepared on Budo Mountain, and the taste is not as appetizing as Hongyaki, the important thing is that it has freshness.
No matter how delicious the home-cooked food is, you still have to go out for some barbecue and crayfish occasionally, right?
After listening to all directions, Cao Zhe discovered that even here, he could hear a lot of news related to the Ming Dynasty, various rebellions against the king, and all kinds of smoke and dust.
There were even some demons who were already involved and were demon generals under a certain rebel king.
"The world is so difficult! Even if you are a seemingly free-spirited monster, why don't you want to have a serious and organized identity?" Cao Zhe thought.
Then he turned to the seventh floor and walked inside.
I saw a crowd of people ahead.
On a high platform that was set up, there was a glazed palace lantern.
In the palace lantern, there is a beauty in white.
She has a tall figure, skin that looks like snow and frost, and has a pitiful temperament.
"There is Yang Fire in the lamp, which is guaranteed to break any ghosts and evil spells, everyone! This is a female ghost who has not changed or transformed in any way. She is born with such beauty, so she must be a spirit ghost."
"Are you willing to pay a high price to buy back such a rare spirit ghost? If you combine it with a spirit ghost and make her completely devoted to you, you can give birth to a spirit boy with extraordinary talent. In the future, with the help of this spirit boy, we will fly to the heaven together. It's all possible." The old demon who sells ghosts is simply a master at painting cakes. He can brag casually, which is as unreliable as opening a chicken farm with one egg.
Of course, although the truth is not that exaggerated, the preciousness of spirit ghosts is true.
Spirit ghosts are one of the few ghost species that do not have reproductive isolation.
She is said to be a ghost, but in fact she can be said to be somewhere between a human and a ghost.
When ordinary people combine with ghosts, even if the ghosts are harmless, the person's yang energy will still be gradually eroded by the ghosts, and they will eventually die.
But the spirit ghost won't do that. Instead, her yin energy will nourish the yang energy and make it stronger.
At the same time, when she sincerely wants to give birth to an offspring for someone, the yin and yang in her body will combine and give birth to a baby.
This baby is talented and intelligent, and his future cultivation of immortality and Taoism is a bit exaggerated, but it is still very reliable to get the top prize in the examination.
"I'll give you 100,000 yuan!" A wild boar spirit let out a simple and honest laugh.
"Don't be embarrassed if you pay one hundred thousand yuan. I will give you two South Sea Spirit Pearls. These are rare treasures. Any one of them is worth more than one hundred thousand yuan." A crane demon said proudly.
Cao Zhe looked at the female ghost who looked more and more familiar, and once again felt the deep-rooted laziness of those guys who created this world?
"I'll make a painting!" Cao Zhe said.
His voice shocked the entire audience, and the next moment someone asked cautiously: "What painting?"
Cao Zhe raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "The... Martial Arts Dharma Body diagram painted by Master Martial Arts Master... is a replica!"
After Cao Zhe entered the mountain city, he used a specific spell to hide his aura.
Even if he doesn't change his appearance, everyone who sees him, whether they are monsters, monsters, or anything else, will have a distorted perception of him, making it impossible to recognize him and see through his true identity.
Cowards use the art of transformation to hide their identities.
A real boss is one who does not change anything in front of everyone, but forcibly distorts perceptions so that no one can recognize him.
